After a first listen, it’s easy to dismiss Custom as another Everlast or Staind rip-off. Better yet, just a one-hit wonder with the popular “Hey Mister,” the controversial song about pedophilia.

After a second listen, those feelings intensify.

In “Mess,” Custom rambles on about how his parents made a huge mistake with him, while “Streets” is the worst song released by an artist, any artist, since everything in Limp Bizkit’s catalogue (except “Break Stuff,” it’s possible to hate Fred Durst but like that tune, right?).

“Morning Spank” is a Sugar Ray song that carries the message that “there is no piece of ass worth a friendship.”

But there are some tasty nuggets in this otherwise undercooked pile of unwanted chicken parts.

Custom sells himself short on the 15-second track “Skate.” It is just him and a guitar, banging out a nice ballad. Custom does have a great voice, but that’s the only reason this record makes the cut for two stars.

“May 26” slides along with powerful storytelling, but it seems way out of place compared to Custom’s other tracks that match up with stories a band like Blink 182 would sing about. This tune, minus the drum line, sounds just like a classic Cars’ tune.

“Give” is another great song that comes way too late on the album. It encompasses the mood of Stephen Malkmus, complete with random single notes twanging throughout its progression.

Basically, when Custom sticks to just his voice and his guitar, he’s very good. But when he brings other instruments in - well, it’s really bad.